Chapter 9
by 
Zingiber
What's your next move?
Look for a place to wash up.
You dress in something shapeless from your traveling kit. A mouthful of parched all-heal root will have to hold your hunger till later. You pick up your new, clean House Beavertail girls' uniform, and get ready to step into the corridor.
There's a note on the floor in front of your door.
"P - Tutor said you would be fine to keep sleeping and that we should stop shaking you and by no means pour water on your face. See you in the morning. - Q."
Q must be Susan Quaffle, and P would be Poesy, or perhaps Peregrine. Well then.
Outside your room, the corridor is quiet and dim. It must not merely be night, but the small hours.
You didn't really get oriented before you took a nap, so you decide to go to the girls' lavatory. Perhaps Beavertail has washing facilities there as well?